So… after got rid of script formatted stuff… this was… gotten rid of. I made me sad. And now, I've re-formatted it so that it SHALL LIVE ON FOREVER! Actually, that would be kinda odd. The re-formatting will also include making this fic better. I don't remember when I wrote it… but it was before I got actually semi-good at writing fanfics. So, the story behind this fic… One day while perusing through a thought came to me: I wonder if anyone's written a Gollum/Treebeard fanfic… Well, no one had. So I took it upon myself to write my own. Apparently I didn't save the first chapter, so this is my rendition of how it was… Yeah…

Tree's and Orcses, Precious: Chapter One, The Meeting

Once upon a scary, scary time, a "young"… thing named Gollum was crawling though the woods. They were searching for their "precious". I say "they" because Mr. Gollum was a schizo. It all had to do with that ring he found back when Gollum was Smeagol and there was no Gollum. That was the ring's doing. Gollum was the ring's influence on Smeagol; his evil self. Smeagol was the "good guy". But if you're reading this fic, you should know that. And if you don't… TOO BAD FOR YOU.

Anywhosies, the wood that Gollum was trekking through was none other than Fanghorn Forest. He had been searching long and hard for his beloved precious… but he had yet to find it. Gollum didn't really have a good sense of direction, but I imagine having two personalities would do that to a person—persons.

"We should have turned left at Rivendell, precious," Smeagol said.

"You stupid… thing… I knows how to get to the Baggins. You can'ts even tell where North and South are!" Gollum retorted.

"Leave us alone! We hasn't needed to know where North and South are!"

"Well, now you does! Gollum! Gollum!" Not paying the least bit of attention to where they were going, Gollum ran smack-dab into a tree… or what they thought was a tree.

"See where it gets us?" Gollum raged.

"We didn't do anything, precious!" Smeagol cried. All of a sudden, the tree they had walked into (A/N this reminds me of that weird Indian name I saw once: Runs Into Things When Crawling. Isn't that a great name? Get back to the story! Alright, alright!) moved. (A/N HA! Now you have to re-read the beginning of the sentence without my random interjections so that it makes sense! HAHAHAHAHAAA! Yeah… I gotta stop doing that.)

The "tree" looked around, wondering where the voices it had heard had come from. Meanwhile, Gollum/Smeagol was paralyzed with fright. Come on, you would be too if you were a strange schizo who had just ran into a tree that was now moving… not naturally. I gnome I would. What? Why are you giving me that weird look. You don't even gnome me! Well… you might. You never gnome.

"Hroom, hrum!" said the tree.

"What was that, precious?" Smeagol asked, fearfully.

"Where are you?" the tree said with a slow voice that sounded like woodwind instruments.

Gollum freaked out. "Aaarggh! What issss it, precious?"

The tree finally looked down. "There you are. I… am an Ent. And you are a little orc, burraruuum!" With that, the Ent picked up Gollum and brought him to its face. Something happened then, the ring did not intend: it was picked up by the most—Sorry. I go off on quotes sometimes. But something strange did happen. When Gollum and the Ent looked into each other's eyes, they saw something there. Both quickly turned away, blushing. Yes, it was love (twitch) at first sight. (more twitching)

"What… are you called?" The Ent asked Gollum.

"We is… Gollum…" Gollum answered hesitantly.

"And Smeagol!" Smeagol added.

"I am Treebeard," said Treebeard. (A/N Yay for parallel sentence structure thingies) An awkward silence filled the still, foresty air.

Gollum coughed. "W-would you like to… have dinner?" He was not used to these situations. "We knows of a place that is good."

"I would like that," Treebeard said without looking at him. They stood in silence for about five minutes.

"We needs to get down, precious," Gollum finally said.

"Hrum! Right!" The Ent carefully placed Gollum on the forest floor.

"We can meet you back here when the sun hits the top of the trees," Gollum said, shuffling his feet.

"Okay." More awkward silence occurred.

"Bye…" Gollum said.

Treebeard nodded. "Fare thee well, Gollum. I shall see thee as the sun touches the treetops.

AND THERE WAS MUCH REJOICING! Ya know, it's really hard to make these chapters long. Compared to the last story I was writing, this is pathetically short. OH WELL! Indeed… The next chapter should be posted really shortly.

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